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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 40
My Next Stage In Life, A Married Woman With A Husband Of All Things
A lesbian woman in my later thirties I married a man, a coworker I had been friends with for many years. We married during 2020, realizing that time has passed and I was facing life alone. The stay at home order just made it more real. He married me out of 'pity'. I know it.
He is sexual, dominant sexual. I knew that, he is dominant period. I got torn open the first night, he never even gave me one night to ready myself for it. I nursed my pussy while he slept. Not that I hadn't had things, dildos, fingers in my pussy, but never a dick, much less a dick attached to a man who was intent on fucking. He is so damn, well dare I say it, masculine about everything.
I had breakfast one morning and he told me he didn't want another man in his bed. He didn't want to come home to another man. He didn't want another man contesting everything he said. I got the message. Being passive and submissive is not in my character. If he didn't have to fuck it would be so much easier.
He got a bonus last year, large enough to buy me the house I always wanted. As a single earner I could dream, but a house was always out of reach for me, I lived in a rented apartment. Nice complex, but renting, not owning. He bought me the house, put it in my name. Something about a woman needing a house of their own. He is right about that, I hate to admit it.
We were watching football, not my thing but he had it on. He put his arm around me, I moved away, he reached and grabbed my head and brought my head down to where I had to stared at his crotch. I submitted, unzipped him and sucked him. My first blow job. I hate being put in submissive positions. I told him lesbians don't suck cock. He said his lesbian does, just like he fucks his lesbian.
I turned 40 this last birthday. We had a real nice party in my house. He gave me money to decorate it and I spent too much using a home decorator. He kept his mouth shut but I saw him more than once shake his head and walk out. I had several of my tribe over, women in their thirties and forties who dance with women when they go out. They were impressed that he bought me a house. If it were only that easy.
I've tried not to cheat but it's not easy. Women of my world all over the place and I can't really stay celibate, I need my share too. If he has his lesbian, I need my lesbian too. We kissed and kissed on my new couch, before getting in position. I put a towel under her before eating her, I didn't want any unnecessaries stains on my new furniture. We moved to the bedroom to make love, the same place where he fucks me.
I'm too old now to have children, but I know he wanted children when he said we should get married and I failed him. I talked with my girlfriend, my lesbian, a cute little number, I know he would love fucking her, if she is willing to get pregnant. We are negotiating, this is something big for me, committing to raising a child. But big for her too, she wants a life with the child, if she gets pregnant she is going to be the mother, she wants to experience the whole thing including breast feeding (p.s. I never did). She says she won't have sex with him unless I'm there to keep him from getting too hungry. So I have to watch while he gets my lesbian pregnant.
I won't get pregnant at 40, I just won't. Not at thirty, or thirty five or thirty seven when I got married. I told him ten years ago I'm not the pregnant type. If he wants children then it's with my girlfriend. If I'm his lesbian and she is my lesbian it is all family, I feel it's like her having my baby. She can be the Mommy, he will be the Daddy and I will be the, say the word, the step MOM.
He is sexual, dominant sexual. I knew that, he is dominant period. I got torn open the first night, he never even gave me one night to ready myself for it. I nursed my pussy while he slept. Not that I hadn't had things, dildos, fingers in my pussy, but never a dick, much less a dick attached to a man who was intent on fucking. He is so damn, well dare I say it, masculine about everything.
I had breakfast one morning and he told me he didn't want another man in his bed. He didn't want to come home to another man. He didn't want another man contesting everything he said. I got the message. Being passive and submissive is not in my character. If he didn't have to fuck it would be so much easier.
He got a bonus last year, large enough to buy me the house I always wanted. As a single earner I could dream, but a house was always out of reach for me, I lived in a rented apartment. Nice complex, but renting, not owning. He bought me the house, put it in my name. Something about a woman needing a house of their own. He is right about that, I hate to admit it.
We were watching football, not my thing but he had it on. He put his arm around me, I moved away, he reached and grabbed my head and brought my head down to where I had to stared at his crotch. I submitted, unzipped him and sucked him. My first blow job. I hate being put in submissive positions. I told him lesbians don't suck cock. He said his lesbian does, just like he fucks his lesbian.
I turned 40 this last birthday. We had a real nice party in my house. He gave me money to decorate it and I spent too much using a home decorator. He kept his mouth shut but I saw him more than once shake his head and walk out. I had several of my tribe over, women in their thirties and forties who dance with women when they go out. They were impressed that he bought me a house. If it were only that easy.
I've tried not to cheat but it's not easy. Women of my world all over the place and I can't really stay celibate, I need my share too. If he has his lesbian, I need my lesbian too. We kissed and kissed on my new couch, before getting in position. I put a towel under her before eating her, I didn't want any unnecessaries stains on my new furniture. We moved to the bedroom to make love, the same place where he fucks me.
I'm too old now to have children, but I know he wanted children when he said we should get married and I failed him. I talked with my girlfriend, my lesbian, a cute little number, I know he would love fucking her, if she is willing to get pregnant. We are negotiating, this is something big for me, committing to raising a child. But big for her too, she wants a life with the child, if she gets pregnant she is going to be the mother, she wants to experience the whole thing including breast feeding (p.s. I never did). She says she won't have sex with him unless I'm there to keep him from getting too hungry. So I have to watch while he gets my lesbian pregnant.
I won't get pregnant at 40, I just won't. Not at thirty, or thirty five or thirty seven when I got married. I told him ten years ago I'm not the pregnant type. If he wants children then it's with my girlfriend. If I'm his lesbian and she is my lesbian it is all family, I feel it's like her having my baby. She can be the Mommy, he will be the Daddy and I will be the, say the word, the step MOM.
